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// Story: CYOA: A Heist With Pinkie Pie 
// by Leondude 
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You told Pinkie to get to the chopper. You both quickly hopped in and took a long look at the control panel.

“Ooh,” Pinkie said in awe, “Rainbow Dash would love this! SO, how do you fly this thing?”

You shrugged, having absolutely no clue how to fly a helicopter.

“Wait a minute,” Pinkie said, “If you don’t know how to fly it, then why did you pick it?”

You responded with another shrug.





Equestria’s kooky justice system did its work yet again as you were thrown in some sort of multidimensional prison. Why they decided to throw you in a multidimensional prison instead of a normal one was beyond your comprehension. What was even worse was that they found Pinkie Pie innocent despite the whole thing being her idea. Luckily, the judge that presided over the kangaroo court that threw you in here said you could be out in just six months with good behaviour. And what better way of getting good behaviour points than by working jobs in the prison?

You trotted up to one of the guards and asked him if you could get a job at the kitchen.

“Hmm,” the prison guard replied, “I don’t know what it is but I like you. You got the job. Now put this apron on and just trot over into the kitchen.”

He hoofed you a white apron which you immediately put on. You trotted over the kitchen and picked up some dirty dishes that you carelessly plunged into the sink. The sink that was occupied by somepony that looked suspiciously like the guard that offered you the job.

“I admire your work ethic,” the dish-washing pony said, “I’m promoting you to laundry duty.”

You wondered if he could do that but, since you were trying to get out of prison as soon as possible, you really didn’t care. You picked up a pile of dirty socks and made your ways to the washing machines. After finding an empty washing machine, you stuffed the socks in.

“Goodness gracious!” another pony that looked exactly like the previous ones exclaimed, “Seeing you working so hard just warms me up. I’m promoting you to cleaning duty, starting with the warden’s office.”

You smiled to yourself as you thought up a devious plan to escape. Six months? You’ll be out in six minutes. As soon as you can find the warden’s keys, of course.